She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 509: In the Face of Life and Death

Five minutes had passed, and there was a countless number of people waiting in line for Kyson’s treatment, while nobody came to Cheyenne.

Eddie was starting to feel anxious for her.

“Cheyenne, should I go and help you find some patients? I remember a few patients adding me on Line before; they were seeking medical help,” he suggested.

“No need,” she declined his offer, her gaze shifting towards the cleaning lady standing by the street.

From the last moment to now, the cleaning lady had been looking over in this direction with hesitation.

Cheyenne raised her red lips and said coolly, “I’ve got a patient.”

“What?”

Before he could get a response from her, Cheyenne headed towards the cleaning lady.

Meanwhile, Leah, seeing her actions, thought she had willingly given up the competition and smirked triumphantly. “So quick to give up? Seems like all that boasting led to nothing… A bit of self-awareness would be good.”

Before Leah’s words had fallen, a clear voice interjected, “Who said I’ve given up?”

Cheyenne returned, bringing with her a middle-aged cleaning lady in a yellow sanitation worker’s uniform. She looked to be in her fifties, with hair turning white from the rigors of hard labor, and her face weathered and wrinkled from years of exposure to the elements.

She held a broom and stood somewhat bewildered in place.

“She’s so filthy. Why would Cheyenne bring such a lowly person here?”

“Yeah, it stinks! The air is filled with the smell of garbage… I can’t bear it, I’m sick.”

of here quickly,

ears, there were the hurtful words attacking her

her grip on the broom in her hand, a deep sadness on her face as

disdain, despite not saying anything, her actions crushed the

Cheyenne grabbed hold of the cleaning lady’s wrist and confidently

but envy

quickly selected a replacement patient

Cheyenne put on the white coat and gloves,

it hurt?” she asked

experiencing intermittent abdominal pain, dizziness, and frequent vomiting, especially at mealtimes,” the woman answered with a hesitant tone, pointing to the area below

epigastric region, indicating that she likely had chronic gastritis and a

stomach was the hardest

had identified the

needles, each varying in size, thickness, and shape, shining

the finest needle, she proceeded to skillfully

and her

in silent admiration

they couldn’t help but admit that

disdainfully curled her lips, criticizing Cheyenne’s

woman clearly has appendicitis. The

finish her words, Kyson himself refuted her, publicly stating, “Leah, watch it carefully to learn it. She’s excellent in

unwilling to accept this. She murmured, “Grandfather, whose side are you on? If we

“I know.”

head and began to focus on treating his own

help but steal glances at Cheyenne, while he pondered

Based

decades of medical experience, he would probably recommend the patient to take medicine for recuperation. However, it would be a relatively long process

Miss Lawrence, you have no idea how much I’ve suffered due to this illness over the past